here, to tread the safer path Of private life; here, where my peaceful course Shall be as silent as the shades around me; Nor shall one vagrant wish be e'er allow'd To stray beyond the bounds of Raby Castle.

Dou. O music to my ears! [aside.] Can you resolve To hide those wond'rous beauties in the shade, Which rival kings would cheaply buy with empire? Can you renounce the pleasures of a court, Whose roofs resound with minstrelsy and mirth?

Elw. My lord, retirement is a wife's best duty, And virtue's safest station is retreat.

Dou. My soul's in transports! [aside] But can you forego What wins the soul of woman--admiration? A world, where charms inferior far to yours Only presume to shine when you are absent! Will you not long to meet the public gaze? Long to eclipse the fair, and charm the brave?